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But for those famed, immortal lands,
 Greece and imperial Rome,
Where Genius left its shining mark,
 And found its chosen home,
All eloquent with mind they speak,
 Wood, wave and crumbling dome.

The honeyed words of Plato still
 Float on the echoing air,
The thunders of Demosthenes
 Ægean waters bear,
And the pilgrim to the Forum hears
 The voice of Tully there.

And thus thy memory shall live,
 And thus thy fame resound,
While far-off future ages roll
 Their solemn cycles round,
And make this wide, this fair New World
 An ancient, classic ground.

Then with our Country’s glorious name
 Thine own shall be entwined;
Within the Senate’s pillared hall
 Thine image shall be shrined;
And on the nation’s Law shall gleam
 Light from thy giant mind.